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I'm just a ghost out of his grave I won't put white into your hair I won't make noises in your stairs I will be kind and I'll be sweet Indie MultiMuse. 18+ ONLY.

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INDIE MULTI MUSE OC BLOG

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[yokaiix]

Give me a thread where Daiki convinces a friend to go hiking with him and they set up camp and it suddenly starts snowing heavily so they have to haul up in their tent together and keep each other company till things quieten down. Not to mention stay close for warmth which Daiki would hate even though he knows its totally nessacary and ends up over sharing about why he hates being touched B)

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ludevos​:

“Do you not have anyone to help you? Friends? Family?” Dei asks, only realizing it might be rude to ask after the words leave his mouth. He shakes his head a little at that, keeping the box in his arms even as Arata places his down. Deitrich is deceptively strong.

“Sure, tea sounds great. Though I guess I should ask if there’s any more boxes you need moved in. Or furniture?”

❝Ah..Uh...❞ He actually hesitates at the mention of friends and family before giving a hard swallow and looking over his shoulder at the man. A dazzling smile slips over his lips and it’s his best attempt to cover up the truth. ❝I do but I didn’t want to bother them. Got to be more independent and stuff. Right?? ❞

And with a click the door opens. Picking up the boxes once again and he begins struggling inside.  ❝That’s everything. I managed to do all the rest by myself. ❞ Arata calls back and waddles into the apartment. It’s a mess. Boxes strewn all over the place, furniture all askew and only the bare necessities out on the kitchen counter. Finally released from the burden he was carrying he makes his way to the kettle, flicking the switch and turning it on.  ❝Have you been living here long??❞

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tximidity​:

“Oh, no, please don’t apologize. It didn’t hurt anything.” Took him by surprise, sure, but there was no harm done. However, Sullivan knew he too would be embarrassed if he’d started snoozing in a stranger’s home. Getting a fair amount of coffee from the press, he was bringing it to the kind sir. “There’s, um–there’s sugar out in the kitchen if you need it.” 

“And no, please tell me! I don’t want to not pay you.” Just the thought made him a bit anxious. It wasn’t like he could fix it himself. “You’re welcome for the sleep, but that’s a separate matter than my sink. I haven’t been able to use it for days so it was a huge help, ah…” 

“I-I don’t know your name. I’m sorry.”

  He gives a grunt at the honest reaction of the other and takes the opportunity to look away, towards his hands. Dark eyes scan the calloused skin as he listens to the words as he continue on. Still even if he had been helpful Daiki couldn’t help but still feel guilty for what he had done. 

Though when the coffee is brought closer the aroma pulls him from his thoughts and he takes the mug from the man; not seeming to mind the temperature but avoiding skin contact. After a second of blowing on the dark liquid he murmurs his name.  ❝Daiki....Sorry I should of said when I came in. ❞ A small sip has him burning his tongue and his face scrunches up and he looks over at the other to see if they noticed.

❝Uh...Mr. Walsh...Right?? I’m really sorry for imposing on you and I hope that...You call me again in the future. Next time I wont fall asleep.❞ But despite what he had said and the coffee in his hands his eyes were already drooping. What was this guys effect on him?? The ability to make him feel so comfortable he was ready to doze off.

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pulsc·:

  “       top floor. ” he replied oh-so casually (as if he didn’t just make a mad DASH to the door to actively avoid taking the stairs the whole way up or wait for it to come back down empty) while he moved right over to the panel and PUSHED the button repeatedly for the highest floor in hopes of canceling the first order. If this guy was going somewhere else he’d just have to wait-

   wait… there’s a familiar scent burning his nose. his first instinct was to complain. he did HATE the stuff- the smell, the taste, the way it made him feel… he didn’t get why anybody would want to willingly ingest the stuff just for fun or whatever… but he was very well aware of the culture surrounding it with the people he tended to hang out with. so naturally(??) he’d apply that same LOGIC in an elevator with a complete stranger- just to keep up appearances.

  “      bring any party favors home? “  Ohta commented with a smirk after casting a glance OVER his shoulder.

He almost moves to stop the other from pushing the button so much but the movement ceases, instead shrinking himself further into the corner of the confined space. Quietly he stares at the other man feeling the judgement especially when he speaks. A wave of heat washes through him and his cheeks burn a soft red and his lashes half shutter. ❝...Not a party bag or anything.❞ Hayate attempts to jokes back but his walk of shame is filling him with anxiety. ❝I just...I was with an uh...Friend. ❞ The words fall flat and his squeezes his eyes shut. Why did he let him press the button so much?? Now he had to suffer this interaction for even longer. 

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hellguarded·:

          exhaustion was evident in the hound’s features, likely even through the glass in the door.  a crooked smirk quirked his lips,  guilty,  just before he was actually allowed in.  crossing the threshold made him feel like a heavy burden was lifted off his shoulders, before he all but collapsed into his usual seat right at the bar;  it was oddly pleasant to not have anyone else here yet.

     “ my shift ended early, ”     which wasn’t even a  lie,  but the fox was right in the sense that ignis had never made a beeline for her place so fast before.  a loud, heavy sigh vented past scarred lips, uncaring for being  heard  given that it was just the two of them for now.  rin’s question had him scoffing weakly, once again feeling called out, but he supposed he couldn’t be surprised that she could read him so easily, given that he wasn’t  at all shy  about hiding that fact that something was  bothering him.

     “ that’s kind of you, but you know i’d never ask…  but,  i also won’t turn it down, ”     he chuckled, sinking a bit deeper;  dragging his face down his forearm until it was resting against his elbow instead.  it was a pretty  pathetic display,  but one he didn’t mind showing just for now…  just until other patrons had come in.  he eyed the glass, sighing in thought.     “ black russian sounds good for the night… ”

Eyes linger on him as he slumps on her bar and she can practically feel the weariness radiating from him. ❝One black russian coming right up.❞ She practically purrs and spins on her heel to the shelves of many liquour that was located behind her. Carefully two bottles are selected and placed down. Both the Vodka and Kahlúa is added to a tall mixing glass with ice already prepared. A quick stir and she peers over her shoulder towards him.

❝Well I wont ask so instead I’ll ask something else....What are your plans for the weekend??❞ Again she looks back to the drink, having let it sit for a moment before shifting toward the stout glass. Fresh pieces of ice are placed inside and a strainer appears as she begins to filter the drink inside. Once satisfied with how it looks she cleans up quickly and turns back to him placing the drink in front of him.❝There you go. Drink up, lovely. We’ll have you all cheered up in no time.❞

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❝Shhh...Quiet. They’ll hear you. ❞ She hushes the other quietly, still using them half as a shield.

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Ok okay, I finished resident evil so more replies tomorrow.

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ludevos·:

There… doesn’t seem to be a lot going on in this one’s head, huh? He could always put the boxes down if he needed to open the door, and yet there he is kicking it. Deitrich tries to keep the concerned and confused expression off his face, but it no doubt shows through a little.

“I got it.” He’s not tall by any standard, so he almost winds up a face full of box instead of an armful. He does catch it, though, pulling it off the stop and into his grip. “You’re going to need your hands to use the key, you know. You should probably just put that all down.”

If Arata notices the look he doesn’t mention it, only seeming relieved when the other manages to catch the slipping box. Though when the other speaks it causes the corners of his lip to twitch and his brow to quirk. ❝Thank you. I would of done it sooner except...that once I had it all in my hands I wasn’t sure if I could put hem down again without falling over.❞ He admits and lowers his frame so he can place the boxes down. ❝I’ve got some pretty important stuff in these bottom ones so I didn’t want to risk it.❞

Flattening his hand he briefly fans himself while letting out a sigh. With his hands now free he pats down his pockets till he finds his key and straightens up to unlock it.❝Can I offer you some tea to say thank you??❞

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Big brb hours on here because I'm hooked on resident evil

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@asobime​​

When he had seen the wave out the corner of his eye he had turned without thinking to return the gesture. His hand raised as he waved at the person coming the other way down the street. It wasn’t till mid action he realizes that it wasn't actually meant for him. This was awkward. Pressing his lips into a thin line he tries to play it off, reaching up to rub the back of his neck and clear his throat. It’s a very poor attempt at a cover up and Kenta is more than aware of that. Pink flooding into his cheeks as waves of embarrassment wash over him.

Why wouldn’t the ground just swallow him up already?? It didn’t matter though. The stranger he had greeted falsely was making his way towards him an for the life of him he couldn’t work out why. Stepping back slightly he does consider running but instead stands his ground. ❝Sorry...I thought you were someone else.❞ He admits through gritted teeth.

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@pulsc​​

Honestly...The Kamikiri looked a mess. Hair all over the place, dark circles under his eyes and complexion pale. He had been out all night with one of his ‘friends’ and now the sun was coming up he was finally making his way home. Blankly he stares at the small screen above the double doors of the elevator in his apartment, watching the numbers tick down from ten slowly down to zero. When the doors slide open he’s pleasantly surprised to find it empty and he slowly drags himself inside. Resting his frame against one of the walls and poking a button that would take him to his floor.

It was going so well - That is till the doors start closing a hand thrusts itself forward stopping it from closing completely. The action is enough to give the hungover man a scare and he jump before nervously gawking at the figure who enters. Shit. In an attempt to make himself smaller he wraps his arms around himself but he can’t hide the smell of alcohol that wafts from his clothing.

❝W-What floor??❞ He questions anxiously.

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@magickedhat​

It was 2AM. It was dark and it was quiet meaning that when Gorou heard the sound of a branch breaking under someone’s shoe he was quick to turn to them. Eyes narrow and fist clench at his side, ready to change his stance to something more offensive at any moment. As the figure slowly comes out of the tree line he relaxes a little. Fortunately for him it wasn’t the person he had been trailing for work and as far as he was aware they weren’t part of their little group either. It’s enough for his shoulders to lower but not enough for the intimidating expression to leave his face.

❝Why are you in the middle of the woods at 2AM?? Are you following me??❞ The words aren’t really a question - More of a demand. Something flares in his eyes and he steps forward, a hand reaching out to grab the front of their shirt.  ❝Did he notice me?? ❞

[yokaiix]

crawls in....hello its warm and I am here. For the early crowd...like for a starter and double points if you pick a muse! <3 

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sneaking up behind gorou as he sat on the sofa, sachiko wraps her arms around his shoulders and plants a few kisses to his face. staring up at his temple and trailing down to meet his jawline. "hey, boyfriend," she purrs. the novelty of being able to call him that had yet to wear off. . . so she took every opportunity to use it!

Feeling the arms around his shoulders he leans back into her, a gesture that had only recently become instinctual to him. A rumble pushes through him as the kisses trail down his face and towards his jaw. Eyes flutter shut and he just savors the affection from the woman. Boyfriend. The word rung in his ears and he finds himself peering out from under shuttered lashes. He reaches a hand for her cheek and rubs a thumb over the surface of her cheek and instead for responding he lets his lips collided with hers.

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Right that’s it from me for the night. Starters will go up tomorrow!!